Fear spread across everyone's heart as they began to wonder who this elderly man was.
"Young man, I didn't think you would meet my brother. But even if you've realized the truth, it's too late now. None
of you can escape this place! My brother and I are identical twins, indistinguishable in appearance and actions. Yet,
you possess the keen eye to discern the smallest of differences.
You truly are remarkable. If circumstances allowed, I would have gladly taken you as my disciple. However, my
brother beat me to it and generously shared all the techniques and mystical artifacts of Archaic Body Cultivation
with you." The elderly man couldn't help but express his admiration for Jared. Upon listening to that, everyone felt
their hearts sink in despair.
Jared could hardly conceal his astonishment. The elderly man he had encountered at the thatched hut turned out to
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtbe the real elder of the Archaic Body cultivators and the identical twin of the elderly man standing before him now.
They should both be Archaic Body cultivators, but this elderly man didn't seem to care about Archaic Body
cultivators.
"Can you tell me who exactly you are?" Jared asked.
"No problem," the elderly man replied with a sense of satisfaction. "After all these years, my story can finally be
told. But none of you will be leaving this place alive." He descended slowly onto the altar, his gaze fixed on Jared.
While some cultivators continued to die, resulting in their cultivation getting sucked away, the elderly man remained
utterly unperturbed. It was as though snuffing out the lives of dozens of cultivators was no different to him than
crushing a handful of ants.
"Allow me to introduce myself. I was once a prodigious Archaic Body cultivator, but my elder brother always
outshone me. I refused to yield and pushed myself to the limit in my cultivation efforts, yet I still couldn't surpass
him. Then, one day, I stumbled upon a forbidden demonic technique, and I secretly mastered it. My power surged,
and my brother could no longer rival me. Nevertheless, he ultimately became the leader of the Archaic Body
cultivators. It infuriated me because I was the true prodigy, not him. Tell me, I was the mightiest cultivator, so
shouldn't I have been the leader?" the elderly man demanded loudly.
"You embraced darkness and delved into demonic techniques. How could you even consider being a leader? Do you
wish for all Archaic Body cultivators to become Demonic Cultivators?" Jared's response was filled with disdain.
"So what if they become Demonic Cultivators? Strength is what matters! Those who wield power have the right to
make decisions!" the elderly man bellowed, his anger contorting his face.
"That's why you deceived your brother, bringing him here with the intention of eliminating him and seizing the
techniques and mystical artifacts of the Archaic Body cultivators, all to claim his position. However, he'd rather
embrace death than allow you to harm the Archaic Body cultivators. That's why both of your soul remnants are
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmimprisoned in this sinister place. You enticed us here to siphon our strength, so you can eventually reconstitute your
body and escape. Am I correct?" Jared asked.
After his initial astonishment, the elderly man erupted into laughter. "You've hit the mark. I've never encountered
someone as astute as you. Ah, what a shame. Your demise paves the way for my rebirth, so you ought to consider
yourselves fortunate."
Jared mumbled to himself, "No wonder the genuine elder of the Archaic Body cultivators repeatedly cautioned me
against progressing further. It seems he was well aware of the truth."
Back then, he had wondered why the elder had halted his advancement. Now, it was clear that the elder had done
so to safeguard his well-being.